Forbidden Relationships Series - Part Three: Lian Lian

I was working on a sketch in my studio when Yu Xin showed up uninvited. Not only her, but Guo Chengyu followed behind. Perhaps it was a lingering effect of the shock I experienced at the wedding banquet, but I couldn't help but look at him several times to make sure it was really him. This is something I would never have considered in my lifetime. I mean, in all the portraits I've painted, no matter how the makeup, clothing, or hairstyle changes, I've never needed a second look to recognize someone.
Looking back now, it feels like yesterday was from the last century. A white shirt, black suit, a sophisticated bow tie, gleaming shoes, and a meticulously styled haircut—that energetic, untamed young man transformed into a glamorous and elegant gentleman. Given Guo Chengyu's physique and build, coupled with his father Guo Zhongyue, I should know better than anyone that such a boy could appear in any guise. However, that still couldn't diminish the shock I felt when I saw him at yesterday's wedding banquet.
Please forgive my behavior back then, after all, we spent the whole night naked in bed together!
Yu Xin peeked out and glanced at the studio. "Xiao Yu and I just happened to be passing by and thought we'd drop by. Hope we didn't bother you, Auntie?"
That's a very poorly made excuse.
Yu Xin felt embarrassed and smiled shyly, continuing, "I also need your help with something. Xiaoyu just finished his college entrance exams. He's very good at drawing, could you help him with his college application choices?"
"Will he have fewer people to do this?" Without Guo Zhongyue around, we spoke much more freely.
"Those who take money will only praise you; you can't take their words seriously. But you're family; it's different."
I suddenly remembered that we had talked about this topic at dinner last night. I had assumed he was about to graduate, but it turned out he was a freshman just starting out. I cursed myself for being so reckless. He did look young, but I hadn't realized he was this young.
"Yu Xin, Xiao Yu is an adult now."
Damn, thank goodness!
Fortunately, Yu Xin understood what I meant. She hesitated for a moment, but ultimately remained silent. Being good to the Guo family and interfering in their private decisions are two different things. In the end, Guo Chengyu has nothing to do with her. Whether Yu Xin's concern for him is for his own good or to harm him is something the Guo family will decide in the future.
"Stepmother, Auntie is working!" Guo Chengyu suddenly interrupted.
He went straight to my desk as soon as he entered the room, rummaging through a pile of papers. I have no doubt that he heard every word of my conversation with Yu Xin, and I don't intend to hide it from him; distancing myself from him was my stance from the beginning.
Guo Chengyu ignored me and instead said to Yu Xin, "You go back first. Tell my dad I want to learn to paint with my great-aunt. It would be best if you could help me out."
My scalp tingled at the thought, and I immediately refused, saying, "No, I'm very busy right now, another day—"
"Don't send me away! I came all this way just to learn to draw from you!" Guo Chengyu said with the cheeky look of a little puppy.
I have to admit, this kid's ability to read people is phenomenal. I was incredibly embarrassed, almost wanting to yell at him, but I couldn't really get angry with him. I gave Yu Xin a look: You brought him here, now you're responsible for taking him away!
Guo Chengyu pretended not to see anything, and looked at Yu Xin as if he wanted to say something but hesitated. After a long while, he lowered his head and said timidly, "Stepmother, please plead for me!"
Seeing that I was still unwilling, Yu Xin became a little anxious, grabbed my arm, and shook it playfully, "Auntie, please let him stay and help!"
Not only that, he even tilted his body slightly, turning his back to Guo Chengyu, and mouthed silently, "Help me!"
This silly girl, she doesn't know that I'm doing this to help her. But she's still immersed in the happiness of her new marriage, she wouldn't think of any other possibilities. Her little scheme couldn't be more obvious: deciding on Guo Chengyu's university choice might be risky, but learning to paint under my tutelage is foolproof. Now that I've brought him here, whatever the reason, I have to keep him with me.
I knew further words were pointless, so I remained silent. Yu Xin took this as tacit agreement, her spirits lifted, and she walked over to Guo Chengyu. She took out her phone and tapped a few times, saying earnestly, "Xiaoyu, your great-aunt works incredibly hard. Be quick-witted and don't get in her way. I'll transfer you some money; take your great-aunt out for a nice meal tonight."
After saying that, she ran away in a flash, as if afraid I would come up with another reason to get her to take this trouble away.
"Yu Xin is really willing to spend money to be a good Mrs. Guo, she just transferred a thousand in one go!" Guo Chengyu smiled wickedly and waved his phone in front of me.
I rolled my eyes at him, inwardly complaining that kids these days are all so ignorant and self-willed, they really need to be disciplined.
Guo Chengyu brought his face close to mine in a flippant manner, "Do you want to be Mrs. Guo?"
I was startled and yelled, "Get out!"
He chuckled mischievously, and a fire rose within me. Damn it, a kid's just a kid. I ignored him and sat back down to continue drawing. Guo Chengyu stopped joking and obediently sat opposite me, pulling out a draft and scribbling on it.
I sighed, snatched the draft from his hands, handed him another blank sheet of paper, pointed to a master plan on the design wall, and said, "Try designing a corner!"
Guo Chengyu immediately perked up, "What is this drawing?"
There's no escaping it today, so I can only give him a general overview and assign him some tasks to keep him occupied. "Next year's music festival awards stage will consist of three parts: the background stage, the center stage, and the audience area stage."
Guo Chengyu stared intently at the design wall. Besides the site plan, numerous plans of varying sizes were already pasted all around. The entire design was actually nearing completion, but he didn't need to know. In fact, just being able to understand it was already quite an achievement!
"With such a dazzling design, how can you even see the people on stage!" Guo Chengyu remarked.
Sixty points.
The theme of next year's music festival is modernity and the future, so I used a lot of orderly abstract animations to create a dazzling impact while maintaining a rigorous and vivid logical sequence, making the overall effect full of technology and the unknown.
"Now the performers are no longer the main characters on stage; in this kind of setting, the audience's experience and participation are the most important."
"Doesn't that just bring back the singer's image and the venue's acoustics?"
"With such a large stage and such a long distance, how can the audience see the performers clearly? The most direct approach is to create a stunning scene through lighting and shadows. The stage design is intended to provide a visual feast for ticket-buying audiences, with the singers and songs playing secondary roles."
Guo Chengyu realized, "So the whole venue is designed like a giant fantasy world? That would require huge curtains and countless... what should we call... giant projectors?"
I gave him an approving look. "Yes, each area has different stage machinery and set design. The lighting effects change with the rhythm of the music. You can simply understand it as having lyrics first, then composing music, and then painting a picture on site based on the lyrics and music."
Guo Chengyu seemed very serious, and you have to admit he genuinely loves painting. We chatted while we worked, mainly about contemporary digital art.
"I can't believe we're still drawing drafts on paper! I thought everyone was already using tablets!"
"We use it too," I said, gesturing to the digital drawing board on the other side of the studio. "Whatever the design, it will be adjusted there in the end."
No one understands better than our generation how much a "remake" button impacts the art world. In fact, fine arts studies are incredibly difficult now, especially job hunting after graduation; switching to a different field often means starting from scratch. However, this isn't necessarily a bad thing. We may never reach the highest levels of oil painting, but digital technology gives us opportunities to expand our artistic imagination. As holography, digital interaction, and immersive art mature, art will only become more accessible and popular.
"Does that mean I'll have to learn a lot about computers and software applications?"
「这个最不用担心，学电脑的人不会画画。至于软件，集中培训个一两月应付工作绰绰有余。这些都是锦上添花，不是根本。」
「换句话说，我该学的基础还是得学，素描、速写、色彩、构成等等等，省不得对吧？」
「对，而且只会越来越重要。你学动画，更是得多读多看，讲故事的本事是做动画的门槛儿和瓶颈儿，职场里上上下下全是在这个本事上把人卡住。」
郭承宇眼睛一亮，「你还记得？」
我其实说完就后悔，不该在这时候提以前的事。我不再搭理他，埋头专心手头上的工作。郭承宇也不坚持，呵呵干笑两声，在他画的小稿上涂涂抹抹。他也不客气，认为满意了，捧到我跟前要评价，然后又贴在设计墙上，把自己当成团队一员。
眼看时间越来越晚，我不想留他在跟前。做为于欣的小姨，我跟这孩子该尽的心也算完成，得早早打发他离开才好。直到他将第三张小稿贴到墙上，我点头赞他做得不错，然后故意看看表，说道：「已经晚了，这边交通经常堵，快点儿回去吧！」
郭承宇笑道：「你就能想出这个？」
「嗯？」
「把我赶走。」
我素来不善应付这些，只能不冷不热承认道：「没错。」
「所以，你肯定不会和我一起出去吃饭了？」
「想都别想，」我思考片刻，又道：「你要是想去哪儿玩尽管去，我会守口如瓶。」
「小姨姥姥，我妈去世后，我就用不着这招儿了！」郭承宇白我一眼，拿起手机在上面砰砰砰敲起来。
我心里一沉，郭承宇看起来被我的话刺痛了。不光是我对他的消极态度，而且忘了他小小年纪失去母亲，也明白他喜欢和我亲近的原因，或多或少有些恋母情结吧！看来自己在这件事上表现得非常糟糕。我们的相识没开一个好头，不，其实很好，只不过后来证明非常不好。我暗骂一句，这不该是谁的错，那时候我不知道他是谁，而他显然也不知道我是谁。
就在我暗自思量如何打发他离开时，郭承宇的手机响起铃声。他出去转了圈，回来时手上提了两个食盒。他也不说话，收拾出沙发前的茶几，然后将食盒一一打开。我顿时无语，桌子上摆了许多菜式，给四个人吃都绰绰有余。不仅全是粤菜而且没有海鲜，最引人注意的就是罗汉斋和酿豆腐。我在酒店餐厅看菜单挑食物时，他显然留心而且记住了。要说不感动是假的，然而这会儿几乎原样又搬到我面前，什么目的不言而喻。
郭承宇装着没事儿人似的，客客气气说道：「你既然不想出去吃，那咱们就在屋里将就一下，也不知道点的菜合不合口味，多担待。」
我瞪他一眼，「你保证吃完饭就回去。」
「当然，我郭承宇什么人，你还怕我赖着不走么！」他信誓旦旦，一副我小瞧他的样子。
一整天郭承宇在画纸前都表现的像个认真虚心的学生，没有逾越的动作或嚣张的态度。然而两人坐在沙发上吃饭时，他又活跃起来，从容地和我聊着各种话题。这个时候，他表现得就像郭忠粤的儿子。他父亲显然很早就带他参加各种饭局或社交场合，虽然还谈不上饭桌老手，但已经初见端倪。
昨天喜宴上我就发现，无论是邀请还是被邀，熟或不熟，他总可以和对方迅速拉近距离。这些本是很多人都讨厌的场面，郭承宇不仅谈不上抵触，而且还能融入到对方谈话中，和周围人打成一片，行云流水般刷出自己的存在感。他不需要时时刻刻都是焦点，也永远不会形单影只。
郭承宇跟我讲述他的生活、家庭，当然还有画画。他有着这个年纪的男孩所希翼的所有优势。家境好，高大帅气，成绩优秀，运动也玩得有模有样。更重要的是，他从小学画画，好像作品还在青少年书画展上获奖，所以性格上的倨傲和清高也就自然可以理解。
气氛越来越轻松，郭承宇该倾听时倾听，该搭话时搭话。如果我沉默下来，他又会自己寻找话题。他越来越像在机场酒店认识的那个小伙子，而我越来越警觉，最后不得不放下筷子，暗示他晚餐结束，该说再见了。
郭承宇看我不吃了，温热的身体贴住我的胳膊，一只手在我的胸口抚摸，另一只手滑到腿间。
我立刻按住他的手，呵斥道：「你做什么？不许这样。」
郭承宇不高兴地说：「我摸摸都不行啊！」
说着他猛地扑过来，抱住我的脖子，嘴唇印在我脸上。我有些懵然，郭承宇的舌头趁机伸进我嘴里。
我掰开他的脸，提高嗓门道：「你说过吃完就离开的。」
他还是不撒手，一副能奈我何的表情，「还剩那么饭菜，离吃完还早呢！」
说着从我手里挣脱开，顺势还想往我的衣领里钻。我二话没说又抓住他的手，知道他心眼儿多，却没想到在这儿留下梗儿。我尽量忍着怒气，沉脸道：「你怎么变成这样？」
他也不再用劲儿，但仍然贴在我身上，一脸的爱慕和欲望，「青春期荷尔蒙旺盛，行为异常！」
说话间还有意无意挠我的脖子。我气结，恨不得给他一巴掌，把这小子扇清醒，「我比你大很多，而且是你的长辈，你不能用这么轻佻的口气跟我说话。明白吗？」
他反而死皮赖脸噢一声，笑道：「我要是不明白能怎么样？」
我意识到他之所以会这个样子，正是因为已经认定我是个随便放荡的女人，真是活该自找的羞辱。仿佛印证我心中所想，他起身把我压到身下，一只手竟然伸进我的衣服里，用力捏住乳房。手上的劲儿没轻没重，捏得我生疼。我被突来的举动惊得发不出声，脸庞更是灼热，皮肤刺痛，耳鸣轰轰，脉搏跟着剧烈跳动，胃里也有种下沉的感觉。
郭承宇低头俯视我，表情很认真。「小姨姥姥，你别拒绝我。打从第一眼看到你，我就特别喜欢你。在酒店时感觉太棒了……我好想你啊……」
「郭承宇，从我身上下来！」
「小姨姥姥！」郭承宇喘着气又说：「你没了老公那么久，不是很寂寞吗？干嘛这么难为自己啊？」
「和你无关！」我挣扎着想离开，唯恐做出越界的事儿，后悔莫及。
「小姨姥姥，别管我是谁的儿子，你是谁的小姨，就当我只是个非常仰慕你的普通人吧！」郭承宇说着，解开我的衬衣扣子，将脸凑过来，想吻我的乳房。
「不行！你快点儿松开我！」
但是郭承宇并不罢手，甚至扯着胸罩下拉，露出乳房凑上嘴，吸吮爱抚敏感的乳头。看到他一副玩真的样子我是有些吓住了，拼命在他身下挣扎逃开。然而郭承宇却已经犯了痴，身体死死压着我就是不动，左右乳房轮流吞噬吸吮，没一会儿胸口全是他的口水。
我哪里能和一个血气方刚的小伙儿比力气，而且在他身下的挣扎反而增加两人之间的摩擦，让他更是性奋。我停下动作，充满焦虑，实在太过可耻，千万不能一错再错。然而，有一点郭承宇说的没错，他现在身上的雄性荷尔蒙高涨，整个气息铺天盖地笼罩着我，只让我觉得头脑眩晕，更不用说对身上传来的阵阵快感无比受用。
郭承宇松开我的手，开始爱抚我的身体。我的呼吸越来越困难，身体也愈来愈敏感。他的手不断揉搓、抚弄着我的胸部，温热濡湿的嘴唇忽强忽弱吸吮我的乳头，情欲再次被燃起，使我畅快无比又恐惧担心。
这他妈错得难以置信，在机场酒店时，虽然我们彼此都不认识，而他确实已经到了合法年龄。可我他妈的在想什么？我的外甥女现在是他爸的老婆，更不用说他比我小那么岁。这种事儿等我四十五岁时可能不是问题，我是说，嗨，李冰冰，你好！可现在？天啊，他才十八岁，还是个高中生！
我抬起脑袋，举手越过头顶，抓住沙发的扶手用力从他身下抽出身体，郭承宇也同时直起腰身。身上的重量消失，我赶紧一个翻身离开沙发。然而他却借此机会掀开我的裙子，我大惊失色，叫道：「郭承宇，你疯了吗？」
「可能吧，」他咕噜着，又紧贴到我身后，「我今天就是出门被雷劈死，也一定要把你操了！」
As he spoke, he grabbed my breast with one hand, pressed me down on the sofa, rubbing his entire body against my back, and thrusting his penis hard through my underwear. My body gradually heated up, and I stopped struggling in vain, letting him kiss my neck, shoulders, and back. He pulled down my underwear, then with a thrust of his hips, he penetrated me completely.
He let out a surprised cry like a child.
What followed was a series of intense movements. The point of contact grew increasingly slippery from the vigorous thrusting, my vagina contracting and expanding rhythmically. My hair was completely disheveled, and a low moan escaped my throat. With each gentle sway of his lips and caresses, I was swept away by the fiery, stimulating waves, rising and falling, churning and surging, unable to escape. Until my body could no longer bear it, intense pleasure surged and swirled within me. Waves of dizziness washed over me, and all my muscles stiffened and tensed. Even in the throes of orgasm, Guo Chengyu's movements did not slow; he continued his relentless assault.
I'm doomed.

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